I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 116 Sense of Ceremony

There's not much to say about the final exams; the questions posed no difficulty to Tsukino Gen.

But it wasn't boring; at least you could see many people scratching their heads in front of their blank exam papers, which was quite enjoyable. Tsukino Gen never claimed to be a superior person, a saint, or a superman whose spiritual world transcended ordinary people.

Therefore, it is normal for some lowbrow interests to exist. In fact, Gen Tsukino believes that it is a good thing for people to have lowbrow interests, because at least you have gained the ability to be happy easily.

It's better than being clear-headed about everything but living a dull and unhappy life.

He enjoyed the quiet, with only the scratching sound of pen tips touching the exam paper.

It seems that only at times like this can one truly feel that another semester has passed. Although Zhao Ri Private High School adopts a three-semester system, a year is always so long and never waits for anyone.

When it was the last exam, Gen Tsukino put down his pen.

The afternoon sun, reflecting the clear blue sky, made one feel drowsy. Unlike Tsukino Gen, the other students became increasingly excited at this time, with some even whispering amongst themselves, ignoring the exam rules.

After all, the holiday is just around the corner, and the mind breaks free from its cage before the body.

When the exam finally ended.

"Liberation has begun!!"

"This damn exam is finally over!!"

"To be honest, I don't know what you guys are thinking, but the difficulty of this exam makes me feel like the teachers are trying to kill us."

"Never mind, I'm going home right now, then I'll close the door and go to sleep until I pass out."

Is this something I can even talk about? It's even more perverted than my buddy thought. No wonder it's called Zhaori.

Gen Tsukino noticed Akihiko Miura, who was already itching to take the test, and thought, "Looks like you're in a good mood. Did you do well on the exam?"

Miura Akihiko glanced at Tsukino Gen and rolled his eyes, "Don't talk about unhappy things when you're happy."

"Then why are you so excited?"

"Of course! If you were a prisoner who had been locked up in jail for years and were finally about to be released, wouldn't you be excited?"

"It can't be that bad. That analogy isn't quite right. After all, you'll still be back in jail in a little over a month."

Miura Akihiko clenched his fist. "I told you not to talk about unhappy things at a time like this!!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

"But my dad told me today that my sister is coming back."

"Your sister?"

"Are you that forgetful? Didn't I tell you this last time?"

Miura Akihiko said irritably, and Tsukino Gen shook his head, "It's not that I'm forgetful, I'm just curious why you're telling me this. What, do you want me to be your brother-in-law?"

"Pah! I have absolutely no such thoughts, okay? Besides, don't you already have Kazama-kun? Why would you be eyeing my sister?"

Gen Tsukino shrugged. "I've said it before, a real man builds a huge harem."

"Aren't you really afraid of provoking some yandere and getting stabbed to death?"

"It's okay. Even if it makes the news, men who see it will still call me a real man."

"Awesome." Miura Akihiko gave a thumbs up and then said, "But don't even think about my sister, she wouldn't even look at a kid like you."

He's acting like a little kid now? That's interesting.

"Just kidding. I've never even met your sister, what's there to covet?" It was indeed just empty talk; the fact that she was Miura Akihiko's sister didn't excite him at all. He wasn't the type to fall in love with every woman he met during his heat cycle, otherwise he would have readily agreed to Mochizuki Miki's request.

Miura Akihiko leaned closer and said slyly, "I have photos, but I'm thinking of not showing them to you. You'll definitely want them if you do.

Even if the other party said it on purpose, Tsukino Gen had no interest. "You're not going to show me, but you still want to talk about it? You're just trying to tempt me, aren't you?"

"Nonsense, of course I have to protect my sister from being targeted by a fickle scumbag like you."

"You've started protecting it?"

"What's wrong with me? I'm not the same person I used to be. Give me a belt and I'll fight like Kamen Rider."

"So, without a belt, you're useless?"

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"Okay, just be quiet."

Their banter was finally interrupted when the radiant and intellectually charming Sakuraba Yuki appeared on the podium. As the homeroom teacher, she naturally had to give these students some instructions before the holiday.

As for what was said, there was nothing special; it was simply a reminder to all students to pay attention to safety during the holidays, such as avoiding peak hours and not doing dangerous things.

Most people are tired of hearing this kind of talk, and even when it comes from Sakuraba Yuki's mouth, it sounds a bit nagging and her expression seems different.

"Alright, that's all for now. Everyone, have a great holiday and have fun."

"Great!!"

"We're on holiday!!!"

"We're free!!"

It wasn't just Class 3; it seemed like the entire school building was filled with similar exaggerated roars, as if it were another kind of energetic roar.

Gen Tsukino calmly picked up her schoolbag, just like a daily ritual. No matter what she said in the morning, no matter how much she was upset, she would always arrive at the door on time and come to his side.

"Is Ah-Xian going to the clubroom?"

Sakura Kazama tilted her head slightly and asked.

"Why go there when it's a holiday?" Tsukino Gen really didn't plan to go. He wasn't someone who paid much attention to rituals, nor did he think that this kind of holiday separation was a moment worth saying goodbye to seriously.

Kazama Sakura said, "Hey, Gen is so cold. Since we're going on vacation anyway, it would be polite to say goodbye like a summary, right? Although Asagiri-kun doesn't seem like someone who needs these things."

"It's good that you know. If you go to the club room with that kind of thinking, she will only laugh at you mercilessly."

This isn't talking badly about someone behind their back, because it's just the truth. She also really hates affectation; if someone tries to treat her in a pretentious way or try to move her emotionally, she'll only feel disgust.

"I don't think so. I have an idea. If Asagiri-sama is in the club today, does that mean she's also expecting something?"

"If only you used that little trick of yours on studying." "Huh? Why are you suddenly saying something like that? It's inexplicably infuriating!"

The girl glared at Tsukino Gen, but it wasn't really hurtful. Her pouting only made her look cuter, since she never actually lost her temper with Tsukino Gen.

Gen Tsukino smiled and they went downstairs together.

"So you're going to go and have a special check-up?"

"Me? I'm not going. I'm going to the dessert club. My senior told me that since it's vacation time, we should all get together."

Kazama Sakura said in a very serious tone.

Tsukino Gen looked at him strangely, "So you want to get me involved? You're not jealous at a time like this?"

"Who's jealous of you!" The girl, her cheeks slightly flushed, naturally denied it. Of course, she could be jealous, and it happened often, but while she might be jealous, she would never admit it.

After giving the boy a disdainful look, she said, "I just feel that the young lady doesn't usually have many friends, so if she's alone in the club room at this time, she seems a bit lonely."

Gen Tsukino admired the girl's kindness. Despite being deeply wary of Rin Asagiri, she could still empathize with her in this way, which was truly rare.

"It seems you two really are going to become friends."

"What do you mean by this strange statement? We don't have any grudges against each other."

"I know, I know."

"Do you want to go take a look?"

"Let me think about it."

The boy shrugged, still nonchalant.

They parted ways downstairs at the activity room building, with Kazama Sakura heading towards the confectionery club. She was indeed a kind girl, and she often liked to share the desserts she made. But that didn't mean that everything could be shared.

Sometimes, however, people have to make choices, and simply displaying possessiveness isn't rational, especially when facing an opponent with such a significant disparity in skill. Perhaps... it might make one appear more pitiful, evoking more pity and compassion in him.

If in the future there really comes a day when I have to make a choice.
Of course, she had no idea what Tsukino Gen was thinking about this kind of thing. If she knew how shameless and ambitious this boy was in this regard, she would probably feel that all her good intentions had been wasted.

In the end, Tsukino Gen did not stay downstairs for long.

He walked upstairs with light steps.

Arriving at the familiar door 215, I didn't even need to use my senses to feel the cold air leaking from the cracks in the doorway. No one was there, so naturally, the air conditioning wasn't on.

"Crench."

He slowly opened the door, his movements very gentle.

This time, he didn't see the queen who, as usual, appeared cold and aloof, as if she were completely out of place in the world.

It wasn't that there was no one there, but that she was asleep.

Her thick, black hair, like a waterfall, cascaded down the table and onto her arms.

The girl, who was usually aloof and seemed unapproachable, now rested her arms on the table, her head almost buried in her arms. Her breathing was even and quiet.

His arrival did not seem to disturb her.

Gen Tsukino thought for a moment, then gently closed the door without making a sound. He was like a skilled cat; a master hunter makes no sound.

At the same time, turn off the air conditioner, which was set to a very low setting.

Then he put down his backpack and sat in his usual seat.

From this angle, you can only see Rin Asagiri's profile.

Even just a glimpse of her face reveals the girl's captivating charm. Her skin is delicate, with a beautiful, milky complexion. And when she's asleep, she exudes a vulnerability she doesn't usually display.

The occasional slight furrowing of her brows actually makes her look somewhat adorable.

Gen Tsukino certainly wouldn't do anything strange while she was asleep, nor would he act like a warm-hearted guy and put his coat on her, since she hadn't returned his school uniform coat to him.

What are you doing?
Could it be that he's kept it as a keepsake?

The boy sat down, his eyes darting aimlessly until he suddenly noticed something under the table out of the corner of his eye.

It wasn't Asagiri Rin's foot.

But
Gen Tsukino crouched down and moved closer to the strange black packaging bag.

Is it containing some kind of clothing? Why is it under the table?
The movements were a little awkward, but the boy controlled his body very well and didn't make any noise.

He slowly approached under the table, near where the other person's feet were resting. He pulled open the edge of the black packaging bag slightly.

"Ok?"

Isn't this her school uniform jacket? So she brought it today? But is she using it as a tiptoe tool? Or does she think stepping on her jacket is like stepping on herself?
Gen Tsukino tried to pull out his coat without disturbing the other person.

But she seemed to be stepping very firmly, or rather, a girl sleeping on the table needs to put pressure on her feet to feel safe.

So Tsukino Gen reached out and gently grasped her slender, bony ankle. Although it was covered by over-the-knee stockings, you could still feel its uniqueness in your hand.
different
"Um"

The boy under the table looked up.

Then I saw a pair of eyes looking down.

Her expression changed from bewilderment to gloom.

"What are you doing."

The boy was never embarrassed; he never had an embarrassing moment.

Seeing the other person's increasingly hostile expression, he slowly released his grip.

he whispered.

Do you think this way of meeting before the holiday has any sense of ritual?

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(End of this chapter)